And does anyone know what happened to the Skulduggery Forums? It seems to have been replaced by a... web-sitey... thing...
And because I have nothing further to add, here are two well-timed photos...
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Dalkey! And Forums!
For all you readers in Dublin/Wicklow, I'm going to be appearing at the Dalkey Book Festival this Sunday at 12 PM...
And does anyone know what happened to the Skulduggery Forums? It seems to have been replaced by a... web-sitey... thing...
And because I have nothing further to add, here are two well-timed photos...
And does anyone know what happened to the Skulduggery Forums? It seems to have been replaced by a... web-sitey... thing...
And because I have nothing further to add, here are two well-timed photos...
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«Oldest ‹Older 2601 – 2800 of 4870 Newer› Newest»Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard.
He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred.
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord’s daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked.
Where Tim the ostler listened. His face was white and peaked.
His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,
But he loved the landlord’s daughter,
The landlord’s red-lipped daughter
Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—
“One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize to-night,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.”
He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce could reach her hand,
But she loosened her hair in the casement. His face burnt like a brand.
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
(O, sweet black waves in the moonlight!)
Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.
He did not come in the dawning. He did not come at noon;
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon,
When the road was a gypsy’s ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching— Marching—marching—
King George’s men came marching, up to the old inn-door.
They said no word to the landlord. They drank his ale instead.
But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed.
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side!
There was death at every window;
And hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.
They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest.
They had bound a musket beside her, with the muzzle beneath her breast!
"Now, keep good watch!” and they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say—
Look for me by moonlight;
Watch for me by moonlight;
I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!"
She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years.
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!
The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest.
Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast.
She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;
For the road lay bare in the moonlight;
Blank and bare in the moonlight;
And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love’s refrain.
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it?The horsehoofs ringing clear;
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding—
Riding—riding—
The red coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.
Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light.
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
Her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death.
He turned. He spurred to the west;he did not know who stood
Bowed, with her head o’er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it, and his face grew grey to hear,
How Bess, the landlord’s daughter,
The landlord’s black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.
Back, he spurred like a madman, shouting a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high.
Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat;
When they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.
And still of a winter’s night, they say when the wind is in the trees.
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding—
Riding—riding—
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.
Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard
He taps with his whip on the shutters but all is locked and barred.
He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there;
But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord’s daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
FINISHED! Ta-daaa!
Took me eight comments:)
HELLO.
*is writing Rebellion* A car just exploded. Whilst Marigold and Sapphire were in it. Marigold's feeling annoyed. Sapphire's not feeling anything, coz she passed out. Being torn apart will often do that to people.
http://www.skulduggerypleasant.co.uk/countdown_widget/extract.pdf
First chapter of KOTW.
Cool! Wish I could follow links:( Hi L!
I'm back- and star inkbright, i am an Ameriminion.
does it spoil too much death bringer?
I've been waiting for it, and now I'm afraid to read it.
gonna go read that
WB Random! WELL THERE YOU GO, SEE??? The world hates me:)
L?????
*points at Random* Answer the question, please. I can't.
Of course, your other option is waiting for Flame to come back . . .
No spoilers.
HA!! Werewolf!!!
AAAAARGH! WEREWOLF!
*glares at pen* WHY DO YOU KEEP LEAKING ALL OVER MY BED???
. . . silence . . .
Bye..
FoFours, L..
I shall read it then...eventually...maybe.
Might have to wait for Death Bringer, though.
Goodbye to you all...again...
*crickets chirping*
Night, Random!
Yeay!! THANKS DEREK!
Thanks Derek what?
Nothing is strange.
That sentence could mean that there is not a single thing that is strange, or that nothingness is strange.
OR, it could mean that Nix's first name is Nix's last name.
That sentence, on it's own, suggests that Nix's name is Nix Nix.
I don't know where I'm going with this . . .
Thanks Derek for KOTW
*its
Thanks for the whole series, Derek:)
Why would it mean that nix's first name is his last, again?
What are pairings and why would anyone ship them?
Shipping pairings? Dunno, Thrust.
Nix's name is Nixion Strange. Apparently Nixion means nothing. So his name means Nothing Strange.
. . . Which is kinda the OPPOSITE of Strange and why he picked it . . . He picked coz, in his words "I am strange".
Well, I remember sugesting Strange.
Not ME strange, I mean he was talking about himself when he said "I am strange."
Whatever, he typed it earlier today. It's somewhere in the comments.
My name was made cuz I wanted to be Tromeros. But then i didn't. So I thought of a last name... Ominous came to me.. A few seconds later a Thrust was there right in front of it, and I took it.
*shrugs* I'm quoting from earlier today. He picked his name before my name. Well, not before my time exactly, but before I knew him.
*time, not name. Before my TIME
i remember when he was Who Me I'm Nobody. I suggested Strange. I remember. I could've dreamed it though. Like Butterflyman.
Cool:) My name is my name because I like the sky, which includes the stars, I liked the ne Star, I have ink powers, I'm an inky person, the bright bluens up the ink nicely, it's a nice word and it fits on the end pretty well.
I vaguely remember him as Who, me? I'm nobody but I wasn't really a proper bloglandian back then and I didn't really know Nix.
I like your name.
And my nickname is Ink. Which is why my display name iz Star Inkbright (Ink!)
Thanks. Yours is cool too. It defines you. (Yes, that was an SP reference)
I sorta don't like mine. I still find it a bit fragile. I even asked Derek Landy if he liked it. once or twice.
Why do you NOT LIKE it??? What is there that could possibly be wrong with it?
Brb.
I used to feel it was... weak? I donno how to discribe it.
fragile?
No
BOO.
You're brbing as well??? *laughs*
I don't think it is.
Hey VM!
*sighs* nobodys ever surprised when i say boo...
Oh, sorry.
Have you read the Kane Chronicles? Coz, if so, then you'll get what I mean when I say you reminded me of Bes.
. . . And if you HAVEN'T read the Kane Chronicles . . .
THEN WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR??? DOOMSDAY???
You scared the crap out of me Marsh.
Thank you for the kind words about my latest chapter Star and thanks for reconsigning the difficulty I was having
Though I'm glad its finished now lol
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(Don't credit me, I copied it from further up the page!) :P
Hi Em!
*shrugs* No problem. Just, as I was reading it I could tell how hard it'll be to do it. It isn't like, "this has to come next then this has to come after that", if you know what I mean.
I actually don't *blushes*
My brain is just turning on so please explain if you could lol
I'm sorry Star *blushes harder*
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There! I improved it:)
My eternal thanks to Miss Cain.
Eeeeeerm . . . Hard to explain . . . Well, the chapter was in parts . . . And those parts didn't nessessarily have to be in that order . . . And it wasn't like each bit of it had to be there, in the place it was, for the story to make sense. And seeing as it was separated out, you'd have har to stop after one part, then restart a totally new scene. Aaaaaaaand . . . Having lots of choice just makes things more difficult.
Hmm . . . It's not much of an explanation but I can't get any closer . . .
Oh, dammit, bbs.
No that's grand enough for me Star, that makes sense to me now.
Anyone else in blogland tonight?
*Watches a tumble weed roll by as the wind howls*
*gets off tumble weed*
Those things are itchy.
The marks I'm gonna have tomorrow from it...
I was about to warn you about that Thrust but I couldn't help myself
Back!
I'm reading your story, Em.
Oh thanks Thrust, hope you enjoy it!
*looks at inky duvet and sighs in frustration* I think that maybe this pen is allied with the llamas.
I do. More than these marks, at least.
*scratches*
If you don't Thrust I'll inkerifiy you!
My pen is always doing that Star, but I take it as a sign that I'm a writer and I'm proud of that.
ooh.. I actually do like it wow. first chapter down. 3 to go. Bravo, by the way.
i don't use pens. It pisses me off when my pencils crack. It gives me the impulse to kill someone
*smiles and sucks ink back into palm* Looks like the inkerifying wasn't needed.
*explains* I have ink powers. Or at least my OC does.
But there's this big blotch that's all bluey-orange! ORANGE!
Coz when my pen fell apart I Pritt-sticked it back together. It actually worked as well. Sort of. Well, the glue worked, even if the fixing didn't. The ink't turned the glue orange o.o
Dunno how it got on my duvet though. Maybe the glue was melting? It does that occasionally, like if I leave the pen on a laptop while the laptop's turned on.
I'm a fountain pen user. Dunno why. I have three fountain pens that really I use. Two of them are pretty nice, but the other one hates me.
i have one and i dont even have it. my brother does, because it's his.
but he doesn't use it.
Em!!
Can you please excuse me for today, or maybe for a few hours? I feel like writing now.
I love using fountain pens aswell Star. I have always loved them since I learned how to write cursive
Umm yeah Thrust lol
You don't need my permission to get writing lol the story will always be there for you to continue
I know I don't need your permission, Em. I just wanted I fancy way of saying "later"
In my primary school, my oh-we're-outstanding-we're-so-much-better-than-everyone-else primary school, we had to write in black fountain pen. No blue pens, no biros. They sold fountain pens at the school office and they gave you ink cartridges for three. I've just kept hold of my pens I got in year three and year five. Or maybe year three and year four.
*kindly pastes a description of the English school years system I wrote ages ago*
Primary school:
Reception: ages 4-5
Key stage one:
Year One: ages 5-6
Year Two: 6-7
Key stage two:
Year Three: 7-8
Year Four: 8-9
Year Five: 9-10
Year Six: 10-11
Secondary School:
Key stage three:
Year Seven: 11-12
Year Eight: 12-13
Year Nine: 13-14
Key stage four:
Year Ten: 14-15
Year Eleven: 15-16
And then you can leave if you want, but there is sixth form and stuff if you don't . . .
Ah I see, well it was a lovely way to say later
Have fun writing Thrust
Thanks Em!
Like meeeeee!
I suppose I need to go now . . . :(
May the fours be with you both.
ALL BY MYSELF!!!
DON'T WANNA BE ALL BY MYSELF!!
ANYMORE!
whoever said you were by yourself, em
whoever said you were by yourself, em
I was just getting a icecream bar
I was just getting a icecream bar
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Ello
Right...
I'm back.
My internet had an epileptic fit so I needed to restart the computer.
Heya Val
I just sex-changed a character.Which explains why she feels so awkward sometimes...
K, Now I have to go to my brother's... thingy...
New post!!!
MY last comment!
Cant wait for kingdom of the wicked
Miiiiiine
hellooooooo
i cant wait till kotw comes out. australia gets it first! yaaaaaay!
I'm an Ameriminion :*( Only 1-3 published here.... must pay like 20 dollars on shipping. No will listen to me when I tell them to read them!!!!
Golden God, will you PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE Come to Florida U.S.A. at some point? PLEASE!!!!!!!! I cannot wait for KOTW. But you will bring (spoiler alert!)
Tanith back right? And make SP unmad at China? U must!!!
Your Humble(not really) minion,
Xia Lestrange(taken name)
helloz?
HI!
HEY Nix
HIHIHIHIHIHi
Oh of course
hehehe I am anlone
Did everyone make it here okay?
Im here!!!
Here~
But I need to get my laptop charger...
I'll be right back~
here!! Hope to GOD this is the right post.
*appears with Goku*
Thank you. Go Instant Transmission yourself back into the world of nothingness with Shenron that you leave to at the end of GT (which I thought was crap, but, you know).
Bul
-_- Fine. If no one can give me an answer I'll just grow up, have three kids and call them Violin, Cello and Double Bass
It is...
*sighs* hasnt Derek noticed the majority if posts are hitting 5000??
Found it~
Apparently not. -_- this is number four since Winners, isn't it?
Why are you under the impression Derek minds?
It's not like we're near his most important thing to worry about.
Does it matter? He's a Namekian, the world Elder is called GURU.
Yup four
He has to get emails....lol. Or just ignoring them...or a cat is trying to eat him
Luce, may I ask about the '~'?
Haha! It's a funny face! '~'
I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine. And he shall be my Squishy.
haha Or he's stuck in his room again and had to break down the door... Again.
And wow, Nix. Its sad... But true.
The SAIYANS are given names after VEGTABLES.
I like to think..,he stuck. In his room. A cat with him.
It just stresses the last letter.
Rather than me saying helloooooo it's hello~
It's more...Delicate, shall we say.
I'm going to sleep...
Bye Sparky!
Bye, Sparkyyyyy!
D; You're leaving Sparks?
DEREK. NEW POST PLEASE
Right then. BYE SPARKY!!! *hugs*
Bye Sparky
Penguins ate him!!!
Bye Sparky!
I think I will too actually. 'Night!
Bye Mist!
Wait, so you're saying there's someone called Potato?
Bye Sparrrrrky and Mist!
Bye, Mist!
APPLE!!
DOOR
BIRD
GOLDEN GOD!!!!
Bye Mist! Nice meeting you!!!!
Penguins??? No, what if his cats at him... :/
that would be awkward.
BATMAN MOMENT!!!
*gasp* what if Derek became CATMAN!!!
*munch*
I mean, he couldn't be Catwoman, for obvious reasons.
He could.....
Lol nooo. Catman!!!
He'd have a BIGGER ego
*mmmmmmmmunch*
*munch....*
Yeah. Derek ego + Cat ego= Mass destruction.
haha. Derek Landy, famous author, prowls the streets of Dublin by night, author by day. He is the vigilante named...
CATMAN!!!!
*incredibly sad and regretful moment*
MOMENT NON-EXISTENT
denenenenene denenenenene CATMAN. CATMAN.
Lol!!!!!
*insert epic superhero music*
haha hang on...
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*don't mind the really really long lnk... :/*
Damn it you make my screen go tiny :/
haha WHAYTTTT
Hey, if you want, you could just go back to the blog, and open the comment box in a new tab
It stops the small screen
The screen makes the print tiny to fit your link :/
or you could make the small comments box bigger by enlarging the thing^^^
I di enlarge but if i refresh it goes tiny
*munch*
Is it true that you dream about the last thing you think about before you fall asleep?
Or, you press on the title of the post, and it opens to a separate thing, and go to the Newest comments... And it should be big enough.
Eve- I don't know about the last thing.. but maybe things from earlier that day, or issues that your subconscious has...
I've tried remebering how I fall asleep. Ever time I was falling asleep, the though would pop into my head and I wouldn't get any sleep. No sleep that night
I woulndn't recomend it for me, but for you, I would, because it'll amuse me
*laughs* You're so nice, Nix.
*punches arm lightly* Nix...don't be mean :P
I'm not mean... I'm evil
*grins evily*
Wow. Well if you're evil... Then I'm... CHAOS! MUAHAHAHAHAAAA
You work for me
Oh great, another idea
Nix, I didn't say 'is it possible to remember how you fall asleep". I'm asking if you dream about the last thing you think about
I know, but I haven't a clue, and your sentence reminded me off my pain that I want you all to feel
But that IS tough, trying to remember how you fell asleep. But I never lose too much sleep. (not counting my insomnia month)
Nix... How... sadistic.
Dark thats what i did
What? *is confused*
I've already felt pain, Nix. It is not my friend. Because I am pain-intolerant. I can't STAND pain. I prefer.... Not pain
Never mind
okay!!!!
Lalalala....
Hegehehe
Hate this!!! Cant even post comments without enlarging it
I'm going to get some sleep now
See you all next week
Bye!
awww... sorry dear D:
Bye Nix!!!
*munch*
You guys are awesome, you know that? You really are... *munch*
Bye Nix! See ya! Farewell! God be with you! Get the hell out of here! ::D
Bye Nix
Bye, Nix! ):
haha Eve...
Hey Kallie!! *hugs, hands Skul-Cake*
Hey, Kal!
And it's Hellboy's birthday in two days. He's 16, right?
*shrugs*
I don't feel so old, now! x3
I'm okay, looking for more SP books~
How're youuuu?
Luce- Old? Uh. Dude. *points to herself* 167. Right here.
Ugh. my computer is so screwy.
DAMMIT. I'm 13 *cries* SO YOUNGGGGGG. D;
I'm 15, going on 16. I'm one of the oldest of the /new/ regularsssssss. That's why I always feel ollllldddddd.
I'm one of the youngest new regulars, I think...
Oh yeah. The oldest on this blog, I think is around 34.
And that's Derek :D
hello!
Hey Miss Cain!
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